Hello, everyone. It's time to kick off a new fan fiction: Digital Falls. I one thing to say: Alisi Thorndyke is currently writing a fan fiction called Gideon's Endgame and it has a somewhat similar plot to mine. I assure you that Alisi Thorndyke is not stealing my idea, and I'm not stealing Alisi Thorndyke's idea. We both came up for the ideas of Digital Falls and Gideon's Endgame on our own. That being said, I hope you like this story! Enjoy!:

Chapter One

"Forty eight…forty nine…fifty!" Dipper panted heavily as he tossed aside the pillow he was just bench pressing.

Mabel looked at her clipboard. "It looks like you've been improving." She looked at her pig. "What do you think, Waddles?"

Waddles trotted over to the pillow Dipper had tossed aside and began to eat it.

Mabel nodded as if in agreement. "Waddles is right. You need to bench heavier items."

Dipper sighed. "We've been finding random exercises for me to do in the attic all morning!" he complained. "How is any of that supposed to help us win the two player team video game at the Game Hut tomorrow? Especially since you're not doing any of the exercises?"

"Because I'm already ready," Mabel replied. "And tomorrow we'll be matched up against five other teams of two. It's gonna be a survival of the fittest! Only the best of the best will win!"

"Well, if we were actually inside the game, then that might be true," Dipper admitted. "After all, the game we're playing, Triumphant, does have five levels, each with different terrains that the players have to survive. And since there are six teams and one gets eliminated after each level, that's leave only one team at the end of the game, which by definition is survival of the fittest."

"Exactly!" Mabel agreed. "I think. But either way, that's why we have to do these exercises."

"Yeah, only one problem," Dipper said. "We won't be inside the game."

At that moment, the door to the attic opened and Grunkle Stan stepped in, carrying a plate that held two glasses of lemonade.

Mabel smiled. "Aw, Grunkle Stan. Thanks for the drinks. I am parched!"

She walked over to her great uncle, but he then held the lemonades high above his head.

"These aren't for you," Grunkle Stan said. "I was making these lemonades for myself when I realized that neither of you have been working all day! I hope you two have a good excuse!"

"We're conditioning for tomorrow's video game tournament at the Game Hut," Mabel said.

Stan raised his eyebrows. "You're still doing that?"

"Why wouldn't we?" Dipper asked.

"Well, word on the street is that Gideon and Pacifica are on one of the teams in the tournament," Grunkle Stan explained. "And a trusted source told me that they paid computer programmers to hack into the game to give Pacifica and Gideon an edge over the competition. So I thought you guys would have done the reasonable thing and quit."

Dipper shrugged. "You know, for some reason, what you just told me is not surprising at all."

Mabel nodded in agreement. "And either way, we're in this tournament for the fun of video games, not the $1,000 prize for winning."

"But the $1,000 prize would be nice," Dipper admitted.

"And even if we lose, we'll still have our number one supporter," Mabel said. She looked at Waddles. The pig was now on Dipper's bed, eating a blue and yellow pom-pom.

Grunkle Stan shrugged. "Suit yourself." As soon as he left the attic, the twins continued their conditioning.

Unfortunately, the rumors Grunkle Stan heard were true.

In fact, one of the two computer hackers, Jack, was in the basement of his mother's house, nearly surrounded by computers.

The second computer hacker aka Jack's best friend, Ryan, jogged down the stairs into the basement, carrying a briefcase.

"Is there enough money in the brief case to carry out our plan?" Jack asked.

Ryan nodded as he sat in the swivel chair next to Jack's. "It was just enough to get the software and additional computer we need in time for tomorrow's tournament."

"Excellent. Let's get started on some pre-programming," Jack said. He pulled out a Triumphant Disc he's stolen from the Game Hut and put it into one of the computers. "Those kids won't see it coming tomorrow when they're sucked into that game."

"I can't wait to see the look on Gideon and Pacifica's faces once they realize what we're really using the money for," Ryan said. "After tomorrow, when we give the contestants more than they can handle in that stupid tournament, we'll be ready to take our hacking skills to the global level. Then, we'll have people all over the world tremble in fear when they hear the names Jack Rebma and Ryan Maxwell."

Well, there's Chapter One. I hope you liked it. ~Jameer14